Miss Song didn't expect that the second she got on the sedan chair, she remembered her sworn enemy.

The sworn enemy is her classmate in the private school, who is beautiful, has big breasts, long legs, and a good family background.

It's a cheap hand.

Miss Song has known her sworn enemy for many years, and she had the opportunity to make a pair of happy plastic sisters, but unfortunately the other party's hands are too cheap, from the total angle to the flute, there are countless toys damaged in the other party's hands.

Rattles, bamboo dragonflies, nine-linked ......

Once, she broke the kaleidoscope that her father bought from the West at a high price, and she pinched her ears and trained her for half an afternoon.

Fortunately, the hands and feet of the person who is about cheap will also be more flexible, no matter what is broken, that person only needs to take it home and study it for one night, and the next day she can always return her a repair.

Although there are always some mistakes, such as the color of the rattle has become darker, the nine rings seem to be one size bigger, the kaleidoscope, and the shell has been changed directly, but Miss Song is beautiful and kind, and she has made do with it.

It's been improvising for many years, making do with the fact that the sworn enemy went out to roam the rivers and lakes, and then making do with her own marriage.

After a long time, there is no news.

Miss Song was a little worried, a good young lady of the family, why did she have to learn martial arts, that person was so cheap, she wouldn't have been killed early.

The thought flashed through my mind, and before I could think deeply, I heard a crunching sound, accompanied by a few exclamations.

The sedan chair shook violently and threw Miss Song's hijab out.

Miss Song blinked, picked up the hijab, and lifted the big red sedan curtain to see what was happening outside.

Miss Song: "......"

Miss Song saw sawdust on the ground, a few palanquin drivers looking at each other, and the people she was thinking about.

The person is very good, although he is covered in wind and dust, full of frost and snow, and he has been driving for three days without sleep, but he has not changed much, and he is still the same as many years ago, he is beautiful, with big breasts and long legs...... Hands are cheap.

Miss Song lowered her eyes, not knowing what to say, and finally only held back one sentence: "Are you here to congratulate me on my new marriage?" ”

Although she looked, this posture was more like she was looking for trouble.

"yes." The girl in red generously recognized it, she neatly pulled a sword flower, put the sword into the sheath, stepped on a piece of debris, and walked to the sedan chair, "Fortunately, I caught up." ”

This sentence was breezy and light, Miss Song didn't know why she was a little sour, she gritted her teeth, and was about to turn her head, but someone held her hand.

Miss Song looked up in a daze, and happened to fall into the man's smiling eyes: "I'm really sorry for accidentally breaking your sedan chair." ”

There was darkness in front of her, it was the other party who bent down and put the hijab in his hand back on, Miss Song held her breath and heard a gentle voice in her ear: "It's better to ......"

"Carry the sedan chair back to my house, and I'll fix it for you?"